MC PINACLE’s Verse

Even at this young age, the child’s future is known not to prosper/
Drifting silently throughout the mall, accompanied by scurrying shoppers/
Young child of God, this child is without shelter, traveling alone/
Her mother scans cloths while her brothers devour ice cream cones/
All said, what’s the trouble that I mentioned, its irrelevant/
But the vomiting and headaches are not Heaven-sent/
The peril of life’s misfortunes have sought out and grasp/
Another content victim to not last, to aid the Devil’s task/
A suspicious being in a trench coat, burn marks, struck throat/
Abducts the child in a formal procedure, the audience doesn’t take note/
Of the event that just took place, that man departed without revealing his face/
Never displaying his haste, though records show, he’s been the oppressor of rapes/
He easily escapes...moments unfold, what has happened has grown old/
The little girl eventually discovered, mutilated, naked, body has been cold/
The show is over, mother in a thriving panic, shrieking hatred to customers in Hispanic/
She harpoons her sons like the ice-burg hit the titanic, her mentally left stranded/
Cause and effect, the mother, drug-addict, angry thoughts static, commits it fatal/
Wears, “Distraught” as a label, found three days later in a closet, choked with a cable/
Sons, old enough to move on, grow on, decide life is too short and they stay strong/
But either way, the turn of events is a deep plunge, one brother does heroine, other takes a lunge/
At a gang member, Early December, an important date approaching, thinking he remembers/
Bought his sister some roses and a doll, but before he sends her, his bottom legs get dismembered/
Clutching roses and a porcelain painted figure, requiring more work for the cemetery gravedigger/
The thoughts of deceased families in the minds of relatives, memories linger/
We as a unity have no resilience and portray poor assistance to the faint of heart/
We traveled like wolves, dog for dog, but for the needy we never will embark/
God had mistaken our trust, born with flaws we snatched that opportunity/
To improve the ways of life, but instead we discovered the blood’s burgundy/
SMC and I, both understanding individuals, we’re telling a story, not to entertain you/
Not to complain to you, not to disdain with you, but we speak elaborate to explain to you/
That inner thoughts surface only to provoke, painter’s pictures, detailed with every stroke/
Persist to cope with the realness we soak through your mental, so I give the mic to SMC, I suppose…

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Busy, Unrelenting, the strangle of modern society’s system/
Christians, not wishing, they pray to God, he answers, they not listening/
Instead, they don’t stumble or panic when tragic strikes and smites/
Windy mornings to brisk nights, accepting the ghetto sights, the hope they regularly recite/
Inspite, we might try to comprehend the answer to the audience/
Cause the crisis doesn’t relate to you, inappropriate for this conference….
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SMC’s Verse:

Another Child Blasted With Heat, Taken Away While Relative Tears Shed,
Du-rag Blood Stained Red, 3 Shots From The Uzi, Bullet Holes In His Head/
At The Peak Of His Life, Was Only 22 In Those NIKE Shoes,
Louis Armstrong Blues, Remember When We Was In The Ghetto Too?/
With The Hopes And Dreams, Paper Chasing, Now At 15 Got Guns In His Mom's Basement,
He's Cutting And Pasting, Wonder Where His Father Was Taken, Shaking, Dead On The Pavement/
Lunged At The Gangster, With 4 Year Old Daughter In Mind, He Was Mistaken,
Memories Of When He Was Young And Misbehaving, Chalking Up Pictures On His Pavement/
But Lately, The Hate Be, Against Thee, Angry, Days We, Answer With A Maybe,
Consequences, Drive By's In The SUV Mercedes, Don't Catch The Criminal, (Why?) They Only Kill The Babies/
Or For The Kids Located In The Shelter, I Felt Ya, Downtown Hamilton, Delta,
High School, I Wish I Could Help Ya, Bomb Threats, Who Coulda Dealt-Ya/
This Hand, For The Jealous, Already Got They Live Planned, 20 Grand Spent On Heroine, Here's Your Life Span,
Even Though The Money Tight Man, And I Might Have, Messed Up More Than Twice And, Had Some Bodies Lay Face First In Sand/
Its Sad, How Life Pass, When Ya Gone Smoking Grass, Marijuana Toters, Without Reason, Kicking The 6 Year Old Ass,
And It Last, Easy Bake Potatoes In This Family Mashed, Next Story, Remember The 50's When We Used To Laugh/
A 27 Year Old Mother, Detective Undercover, With No Lover, 1 Bed, Sleeping Wit 4 Kids Under The Covers,
She Shudders, Next Mission Had To Bust Her Brother, But Instead He Got His Gang To Rush-Her/
Pulled Out The Beretta, Started Cussin, At Her Cousin, Involved In This Too, Brother Wasn't Budgin'
She Needed A Husband, And The Drugs Been, Screwing Her Up, Shot The Bullet, Hit The Main Man/
With Her Brothers' Association With Gangs, The Cripz Fanged, Stole Her Baby James,
With The Gun To His Head He Would Never Feel The Pain, Trigger Pulling Back, Mother Starts Screaming His Name/
Puts Down The Beretta, For Her Son's Better, But The Fiend In The Adidas Sweater, Had Never Met-Her,
Cocked The Gun Back, Her Eyes Melted, She Felt Helpless, As Her Son Felt-It, Dropped On The Floor, The Fiend Killed Em/
She Ran To The Deceased Baby, Begging For Mercy, It Even Hurts The, Brother As He Dropped Down, Yelled Out "Arrest-Me!"
This Test Be, The Hardest Stuff I Heard G, After The Arrest, 4 Months Later, The Kids Get Herpes, From The Living Condition, Now Found In Back Of Hearsy's/
2 Days After The Mother Hurts Herself, Shot Her Temple, Suicide And She's Going To Hell,
She Served The Force Well, Laid Down, On Her Stairwell, Blood Drips Onto Her Nails/
Now That's Why Everyone Gotta Get They Life Straight, Evaluate, The State Of Life, And Not Be Concerned Bout The Money You Make,
It Will Be OK, I’m Done With My Story Now, Listen To The Chorus As The Beat Fades, Never Thought Hip Hop Would Have An Influence On Everyone...Everyday/


Chorus Twice

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MC Murdera'

(RB's "ill" MCs)


Otherwise known as Artikulate